Which tends to indicate the crash that 'stranded' you and Funaho couldn't have been nearly severe as what happened to Ayeka's Ryeo!That means a violen... but 'controlled' landing." Washu paused speculatively."I think you just covered up and filled in, let nature take its course rather than patch up and limp home or even have Funaho send a distress signal before having the old tree go into stasis!"She paused infinitesimally, watching a portion of his fury abate, his eyes widening from mild. Yes as a matter of fact..." Dread flooded him and he wanted to cry suddenly. It wasn't his fault that the slaver girl had ravaged him, all those years ago. It wasn't like she looked strange or anything, just a black girl who was offering to screw his head off. Fuck it; he hadn't even felt the bite at first until she started to suck him dry. He had a choice, drink from her or die. At the time, he was still inside her and pinned under her hips with little strength left. It hadn't really mattered. She laid the picture on the desk before her and put her hand back down.As she caressed herself, her long, shapely legs spread apart, pressing into the sides of the desk. She leaned back, the chair's wheels sliding a little on the carpet. Her eyes began to flutter and close.Then the squeak of the examining room door opening surprised her. Quickly she pulled her hands out and began to smooth out her skirt as the patient walked past, Dr. Chegley close behind."Who's next?" he demanded in a bark."I. Babs knew where to get less expensive onesthan the ones Rosy and I had, it was Silhouette the same shop whereCamille bought most of her lingerie and Babs had bought my Rago openbottomed girdle Christmas present. Also they had a range of inexpensivestockings unlike the ones Rosy and Hazel had bought me for Christmaswhich was useful. Rosy had bought a pair of French knickers to match hisblack set so he had a camisole top on instead of a CV with Frenchknickers and suspender belt and manickers to.